Twenty-Eight

"Argh!" I push a boulder off of us.

That was close. Way too close. I look around. Everything was broken. Everything was destroyed. I open my hand. It was bleeding but I can barely feel it. At least the code is okay. I turn. My eyes widen. My heart freezes.

"Hang on Peter!" I yell.

I cradle him. The shadows almost completely covered his body.

"Did...we...get...it?" His voice is so faint.

"Yeah. Yeah, we did punk." I say.

"Heh...I..." He winces.

"Shh. Shh." I say.

Hang on just hang on. Please. Hang on. Please. I can't lose you. I feel the tears streaming down my face even with this mask on. My heart was pounding a million miles an hour. I grip him tightly.

"Heh... that...was..." He mutters.

"Really great?" I ask.

"Scarlet... I...can't...feel...anything...my...limbs." He stutters.

"I got you. I got you. Just hold on. Please hold on." I say.

He moves his hand up. Stay with me. Stay with me.

"You're too late. He's dead already." Her voice says.

"Shut up punk." I say to her.

"Scarlet...I..." He moves his hand up.

"Save it. Save it." I say. 

Just stay with me! You can fight this shadow. Please... just fight. Just hold on. Before I can take his hand, the shadow covers the last remainder of him. His hand falls to the floor limp. Dead. No... No!

"NO!!!!" I let out a scream.

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